Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 85

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Chapter 85
A basic energy discharge executed without preparatory movements.
Crack!
The tree exploded as if struck by a shotgun blast.
Not merely snapped, but the impact of something detonating from within.
It meant I could manipulate my inner energy perfectly and drive it into an opponent’s body.
Evidence of a peak master’s power.
‘It’s possible. At this level, it’s definitely possible.’
I felt my inner energy flowing freely along the meridian pathways that had opened all the way to my upper dantian, like it was racing down a highway.
In other words, I was no longer constrained by form.
“Good. Next, I should impose upon that person’s kindness.”
King Ju Wang.
The one who said he owed Jin Cheon-hee a debt.
The only problem was that I needed to wear something before meeting him, and the thought of buying clothes while naked was absolutely mortifying.
* * *
Jin Cheon-hee rushed by light steps to a village farther away, not the one at the foot of the mountain connected to Baekrin Uigak.
It wasn’t difficult to distinguish which villages were connected to Baekrin Uigak and which were connected to other Medical Halls.
After all, being the minor administrator of Baekrin Uigak made such things possible.
As he entered the village naked, the gatekeeper blocked him with his spear.
The gatekeeper looked him up and down, then clicked his tongue disapprovingly.
“Did bandits strip you bare?”
Jin Cheon-hee pulled out a forged pass made by the Dog Bureau and handed it to the gatekeeper.
“Heavenly Dog?”
Dog character. Combined with the surname, it meant Heavenly Dog.
‘Sister Seol Gae, you’re taking this joke too far.’
Fewer strokes on a pass made forgery easier, so by reducing strokes again and again, we’d ended up here.
“Go on in. And you’re quite the handsome fellow too… tsk tsk tsk.”
Just as Bangju of the Dog Bureau, Sister Seol Gae, had said, he was able to enter without much suspicion.
Jin Cheon-hee’s face flushed red as he headed straight for the cloth merchant’s shop.
“Oh my!”
“Gasp!”
A handsome young man’s naked body became an excellent spectacle.
He wanted to bite his tongue and die. But he couldn’t die.
‘I’ll die after I catch the Eternal Flame. Then I’ll die.’
Jin Cheon-hee resolved to end his life as he entered the cloth shop.
“Please, I need clothes.”
“Tsk tsk tsk, these bandits these days are truly vicious. They took everything down to the undergarments. Where did you borrow money to buy clothes?”
Fortunately, he wasn’t being seen as a madman, but rather as a pitiful person robbed by bandits.
It meant the bandits in this area were that ruthless, but for Jin Cheon-hee right now, it was simply a blessing.
He took out money, paid the price, and changed into new clothes.
“Yes, please.”
“Well, at least your face isn’t too badly bruised, so it seems they didn’t beat you. Wouldn’t it be better to lose everything down to your underclothes than to get beaten and end up bedridden with chronic illness?”
He even offered me comfort.
“…Thank you.”
I managed to obtain clothes this way.
Thanks to the blue silk robe, I gained a clean, refined impression with an air of nobility.
The cloth shop attendants’ faces flushed.
Finally, I took out the North Sea coral ornament I’d received as a gift from the Yunlong Courier Bureau in the past and pinned it in my hair.
“Unrecognizable now. Hehehehe.”
“I’m simply grateful for bringing out such fine clothes.”
“No, no. You remind me of my son who left last year—it’s wonderful. Besides, I received fair payment for the clothes, so it’s all good. The garment has found its true master.”
The shop attendants chimed in with their own comments.
“Sir, you’re truly handsome.”
“Among all the customers I’ve seen in my lifetime, you’re the most striking.”
I closed my eyelids and smiled gently.
‘This neighborhood truly has kind-hearted people.’
My already exceptional features, now transformed completely, shone brilliantly.
At such breathtaking beauty, everyone fell silent and momentarily lost their senses.
Meanwhile, I thought to myself.
What a wonderful place, where even naked, I wasn’t cast out but shown sympathy instead.
I bowed deeply and stepped outside.
I made sure to remember the name of the cloth shop that had sold me such fine goods.
* * *
Dressed properly now, I went straight to find the Beggar’s Den.
“Well, well, a noble young gentleman—what business brings you to this beggar’s hovel?”
Samgeolgae, a beggar with three knots around his waist, came to greet me.
‘I thought he’d just swing his staff and shout at me, but he’s actually asking first.’
Instead of answering, I pulled out a token.
Heavenly Dog.
A counterfeit pass.
“Why would you possibly need…?”
“I need to send a letter to Ju Wang-ya.”
“Do you know what we are? We’re not a courier service. And this pass…?”
Samgeolgae stared at the pass for a long while, then his hand stiffened as he noticed something suspicious.
“Wait, wait just a moment…!”
He hurried into the hut with the pass. Shouting echoed from inside.
“Could it be that the Bangju…!”
Soon Samgeolgae emerged from the hut, his eyes bruised. Then he asked this:
“Please give me the letter. This beggar will deliver it by any means necessary, without hesitation.”
He didn’t even ask what it was for or who I was.
I simply came to understand what this forged pass meant.
Jin Cheon-hee reflected.
‘The Bangju’s discipline is more solid than I expected.’
The previous Bangju had struck Seolgyeon on the back of her head with a sharp crack, telling her she was still far from being ready to shoulder the Bangju’s burden.
Now I understood what he meant.
I handed over a letter I had prepared in advance.
Samgeolgae bowed deeply.
“It will arrive within two days. In the meantime, please rest in a comfortable place. I shall guide you.”
I spent my time at the inn prepared by the Bangju.
It was the largest and cleanest room. With nothing else to do, I treated a few of the Bangju’s members who were ill, and the hospitality only increased.
‘Doctors are truly precious in this world.’
As I passed the time this way, someone came looking for me at the inn.
When I went downstairs, a tall man stood waiting.
Though he wore casual clothes, his straight posture and brisk gait made him unmistakably look like a martial artist.
“Is the young master Cheon-gyeon here?”
“I am.”
He glanced around once, then handed me a cloth bundle.
“I was instructed to deliver this discreetly. Please take it carefully.”
This entire process was already far from discreet.
I realized this man was absolutely not a martial artist who had trained at Jeolsan Geomrim.
Only someone who drew a salary from the government office could be so ignorant of worldly affairs.
The only consolation was that this inn was under the Bangju’s jurisdiction.
I silently cupped my fists in thanks.
‘Whether Master being bedridden is fortune or misfortune…’
I had a feeling that if I continued doing things like this for a few more days, I’d definitely be caught.
All I could do was pray that Yoo Ho would shield Master’s eyes and ears well.
When I returned to my room and opened the cloth bundle, it contained a horse pass.
A pass that allowed me to use the relay stations.
It was a way to help me freely borrow horses for travel.
And there was also a short letter inside.
Over red silk, black ink characters danced boldly across the surface.
-Go ahead and play to your heart’s content.
Just one short line.
I let out a small sigh.
“I’m grateful, but it’s a bit frightening.”
The weight of the pass felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
* * *
It is commonly known in the martial world that the Bangju has over one hundred thousand members. I had once read a passage in the Supreme Heavenly Demon that directly mentioned the number of Bangju members.
-The Heavenly Demon, you say? Everyone knows you killed the Bangju. Two hundred thousand Bangju members will be watching!
Of course, this future never came to pass. Because I saved the Bangju.
According to that passage, the number of Beggars’ Sect members in the Hua Empire’s central region appears to be not one hundred thousand, but closer to two hundred thousand.
It would be no exaggeration to say there isn’t a single organization in Gangho with numbers approaching this scale.
The Beggars’ Sect is truly the greatest faction under heaven.
However, the Beggars’ Sect doesn’t dominate the world. While nearly two hundred thousand beggars belong to the sect, the actual number capable of operating in Gangho falls short of twenty thousand.
Martial arts require rigorous discipline, and among beggars, precious few possess the fortitude to endure such training and learn.
Those with the physique and mental fortitude to study martial arts typically pursue other livelihoods rather than choosing the path of beggary.
Even twenty thousand is a generous count.
Consequently, more often than not, those who become beggars after their circumstances collapse and fortunes fail join the Beggars’ Sect, rather than those who deliberately choose beggary to become members.
Ordinary sects educate their disciples in martial arts from childhood, instilling sectarian identity alongside their training, binding them to the faction.
But the Beggars’ Sect accepts the elderly and middle-aged alike. This results in such chaos that unity proves far weaker than expected.
Nevertheless, with membership numbers approaching two hundred thousand, no faction—regardless of their alignment—wishes to make enemies of them.
The debt of saving the Beggars’ Sect’s leader was no trivial matter.
Thus, the moment Jin Cheon-hee requested assistance from the Beggars’ Sect, a supremely important order descended.
Protect Jin Cheon-hee absolutely, and fulfill every request he makes.
There was reason for such an order.
The Beggars’ Sect had learned that information about Jin Cheon-hee was spreading through government officials.
It wasn’t a matter of anyone being bribed.
From a bureaucrat’s perspective, they couldn’t foresee what ripples such matters might create in the martial world.
And there were those most sensitive to Jin Cheon-hee’s whereabouts….
“What? That bastard suddenly appeared? When did he leave the Medical Hall?”
“Calm yourself.”
“But Baek Rin-ui-seon was holding him so tightly he wouldn’t let go—I have no idea how he managed to break through that.”
“Kekeke, that’s simply how disciples are. They don’t grow as one wishes.”
Speaking thus, the former Beggars’ Sect leader Il-geol gazed upon his disciple and current leader, Seolgyeon.
“Elder, constantly comparing him to others like that will only twist his heart, you know?”
As Seolgyeon grumbled, Il-geol stroked his chin.
“Why, does that boy bother you?”
“Jin Cheon-hee himself may not realize it, but he’s already become the eye of the storm. With Hao-mun’s situation uncertain….”
Jin Cheon-hee left behind two things.
First, he cured Hao-mun.
Treating syphilis—a disease deemed impossible to cure—without any lingering aftereffects was an unprecedented achievement.
Second, he exposed Hao-mun’s Gu poison and created a blood calamity in Buntta.
Ju Wang-ya’s fury did not easily subside, and through that process, Hao-mun suffered tremendous losses.
Countless Buntta masters and disciples perished in the chaos.
“Kekeke, that’s how it is. Mad dog. He broke wind himself, then rages when caught—that’s the way of it.”
“But Elder knows better than anyone. The nature of heterodox sects….”
“Indeed. Common sense cannot measure such things.”
….
Seolgyeon fell into thought. It was Elder Il-geol who spoke first.
“That one even obtained authority to use the relay stations from Ju Wang-ya. He’ll likely move swiftly. Without knowing his destination clearly, pursuing him will prove difficult. The same applies to us and to Hao-mun.”
What will the outcome be?

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